Pet: A Dark Menage Romance

He laughed. “I know what I’m doing, Pet. If you stopped questioning me for just a fucking minute, you’d see why I do things the way I do.”

“Sure.” My voice was dripping with sarcasm, but I settled my body against his nonetheless.

“I think you and Angel are going to be good friends,” he told me with a grin, and I bit his neck with all the strength I could muster. Of course, it only made him laugh.TwelveKing2 weeks later

She was at her most beautiful when she let go. Of course, she never did that willingly. This pet held onto her pride like it was a fucking saving grace. We both knew the moment was coming when she’d break completely, but neither of us cared to acknowledge it. I let her be a little brat, indulged in her tantrums and her needy personality. But I was being too lenient with her; I knew it was only building up to the punishment of a lifetime. And when it happened, she’d be mine to break and own completely.

“I’m leaving,” I told her that morning.

“Okay, I’ll see you this evening.” She was flipping through a magazine, barely looking up at me as she spoke.

“Pet, look at me,” I told her, and she did so with a dramatic sigh. “I’m leaving for four days. I’ll be back on Sunday.”

“What?”

She was up on her feet in seconds, crowding my personal space like a yappy little puppy. She was obviously upset, and her bottom lip trembled as she glared at me.

“Why are you leaving me?” she asked, and I smoothed her hair down.

“I’m not,” I promised her. “I’m just going on a business trip I’ve been putting off for way too long.”

She looked so upset I wanted to pack her shit up and take her with me, but I knew from experience this distance was going to be good for us.

“Don’t go,” she begged, her hands finding their way around my neck. She looked sinful in one of my dress-shirts and a pair of panties, her hair messy and her lipstick smeared from sucking on my cock. “Please, don’t go, King.”

“Staying is not an option,” I told her, and she sulked in my arms. “It’s only four days, Pet.”

“Yeah, but…” She let the words hang in the air, and we both knew what she was thinking about. “You’re going to fuck someone else, aren’t you?”

I unwrapped her arms from my neck and pinned them above her, pushing her against the wall. She let out a soft sound and I ran my free hand under the shirt she was wearing, making her shiver.

“I’m not,” I told her firmly. “Listen to me, Pet. I’m never going to fuck anyone else while I’m with you.”

“But Angel…” she protested, and I put my hand over her mouth to shut her up. Her eyes were needy.

“When I fucked Angel,” I said. “You weren’t my pet yet. You didn’t live here. And I did it for a fucking reason.”

I knew she hated me for not giving her specifics, but I didn’t have time to deal with that.

“I won’t fuck or sleep with or touch anyone else,” I told her firmly.

“Do you promise and swear and promise again?” she asked sulkily, and I nodded.

“I want you to keep your phone on,” I told her. I’d gotten her a new one a week or so ago. “At all fucking times. Don’t go out if you don’t have to, and answer my calls.”

She clung to me for another second, muttering something I didn’t understand against my chest. My hand circled her back.

“Come on, I need to go.”

She let go of me and retreated to the couch like a good girl.

“I’ll see you on Sunday, little Pet,” I told her, and she just glared at me as I got my stuff and left. The image of her on that couch, with her knees held against her chest, would be burned in my mind until I came back in four days’ time, hornier for her than ever.

What Pet didn’t know was that I’d lied to her.

Not about the sleeping with someone else part. I wouldn’t have been able to do that even if I wanted to. But I wasn’t really going on a business trip either.

My driver took me to a hotel in the city, one where I had a suite reserved at all times. I left my shit in the room and fought the urge to call her an hour after I’d left. Too fucking needy.

Instead, I opened up my computer and found her. Sapphire Rose Faye, the girl she used to be. The girl I’d erased from her mind when I made her into Pet.

I found her social media shit, it wasn’t hard at all. A different girl stared at me from those pictures.

She’d had her Facebook profile up for years, and I scrolled through hundreds of pictures looking for clues.